Walking on the water
with bigotry in dignity. My consciousness
was clear in feeding the fish.
There are the honey bee
stings. Suddenly you swell up to get
ready to burn the nest with love.
The human species was
mutating like dangerous variant enemies.
What you were searching for, an older god?
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Satish Verma Poems
PoetrySatish Verma is ferociously original. You feel resentment, outrage and violence, cannot pin it down but wonderfully spin your brain. Satish has the greatest sensibility which sweetly exploits the delicacies of human conflicts. You are taken aback. T...
